Big dreamer

Shen Luo was shocked and angry, but he was gradually unable to breathe. The miscellaneous books and classics he had read in the Spring and Autumn Temple in the past two years flashed through his mind. This situation seemed to have been seen in that book.

He gritted his teeth and used his last bit of strength to sit cross-legged, fold his arms, and work hard on the Small Huayang Gong.

A warm current surged from the Dantian and quickly spread throughout the body. A faint red light seeped out from the neck, blurring the black handprints.

Shen Luo felt the force holding his neck loosen, and suddenly felt happy.

But before he could do anything else, another sudden and shrill scream came from his ears, which made his eardrums tremble. His brain was confused, and the activation of the Small Yang Hua Gong was stagnant.

Almost at the same time, the handprints on his neck became dark and deep again, and the surroundings also roared loudly. A large cloud of gray cold mist quickly poured out, swirling and flying around it.

He felt as if his body was soaked in ice water, extremely cold, and the warmth in his body was of no help at all. His limbs instantly lost consciousness, unable to move at all, and at the same time he felt difficulty breathing again.

The sinking heart sank straight to the deepest point, unable to float any more...

There was a loud "boom"!

Heavy rain the size of pea grains poured down, turning the entire mountain village into a swamp. In the white rain, a body was motionless in the muddy water.

…

Amidst the noisy chirping of insects, Shen slowly sat up straight, opened his eyes, and looked around blankly.

Narrow dirt road, humid air, thick smell of vegetation, overgrown ground, mist not far away...

"here it is……"

Shen Luo's eyes widened suddenly. After subconsciously grabbing a handful of wet soil from the ground, he couldn't help but swallow a few times after confirming that it was indeed the real thing.

"impossible……"

He threw away the dirt in his hands and quickly climbed up from the cold ground. After quickly checking his surroundings, he couldn't help but feel horrified.

"Is it really..."

After sinking to the spot and wondering for a long time, he looked up again at the still dark sky and the crescent moon. He gritted his teeth and walked forward along the path.

When he once again saw the cultivated fields on both sides and the dim mountain village built on the mountain in the distance, especially the vague lights in the mountain village, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

What happened...are you back to where you were?

Did I really never die? Or was everything that just happened just a dream?

Shen Luo also became a little confused.

He clearly remembered that he had appeared in this place before, and the scenery was exactly the same as what he saw now. However, not long after entering the mountain village, he was...

Thinking of this, Shen Luo shuddered and quickly touched his throat with his hands. When he found that there was nothing strange, he felt slightly relieved.

He is still fine now, and what happened before may not be true.

But if it was a nightmare, it was too real. He really felt the fear of being infinitely close to death.

Or was it not a dream at all? The black blood, the shrine, and the two handprints... No, there must be something wrong!

Shen Luo looked at the small mountain village in the distance, his eyes twitched twice, and he finally made a decision.

After thinking silently for a moment, he raised his hand, bit his index finger open with his mouth, and then used blood to draw a rune pattern on the front chest of his shirt, which was based on the ghost exorcism that he had read in a certain journal. Painted by Fu Lu.

It is recorded in the book that even if there is no magical power, as long as there is sufficient Yang Qi, using the power of blood and essence to draw spells to drive away evil spirits will have some meager effect.

He didn't know whether this was true or not, but now he had no other choice but to give it a try.

After doing all this, he turned around and ran towards the wilderness opposite to the small mountain village.

This is by no means a kind place, so he certainly won’t be foolish enough to barge in again, so it’s best to stay away from it!”

As the saying goes, a gentleman will not stand under a dangerous wall. Everything else can be discussed in the long run after leaving this strange place.

As Shen Luo ran, he felt that the fog around him was getting thicker and thicker, his vision quickly became blurry, and the road ahead was also somewhat unclear.

However, he did not dare to slow down at all and ran with all his strength. At this time, he only had one thought in his mind, and that was to get as far away from that weird mountain village as possible.

After running for a while, the fog in front suddenly became thinner, and the vision suddenly became clear.

Shen Luo was overjoyed and was about to speed up his pace when the expression on his face suddenly froze and his steps stopped.

There was a shadow at the end of the path ahead, and a small mountain village built on the mountain suddenly appeared there, with a little light coming from the village.

"No...impossible, I remember turning around!" Shen Luo looked around blankly, with disbelief on his face.

He gritted his teeth, suddenly turned around, and ran towards the wilderness again, quickly disappearing into the mist.

After a while, the fog in front of his eyes dissipated, and a familiar scene appeared in front of him again.

The lights in the mountain village that originally made him feel warm now looked a little creepy.

Shen Luo was also a little panicked.

After looking at the grass on one side of the path, he suddenly sprinted in that direction.

The fog shrouded the entire village, covering all directions. Although he no longer walked the path, he still quickly disappeared into the fog.

It was quite difficult to set foot in the grass. Shen Luo almost tripped several times, but still did not dare to relax at all and ran forward with all his strength.

After running for a distance, the fog in front suddenly became thinner.

Shen Luo slowed down his pace, swallowed his saliva, and then continued to move forward.

The scenery in front soon became clear, but the scene that came into his eyes made him feel like he had a mental breakdown.

A small path appeared in front of him, and at the end of the path... it was the small mountain village!

"Could it be that I encountered a ghost wall?" After Shen Luo forced himself to calm down, he barely recalled some things he had read in the classics, and suddenly he had some clarity in his mind.

At this moment, the night wind suddenly became stronger, and the fog nearby rolled violently and drifted towards the village. The surrounding trees swayed and the leaves rustled.

The cold air in the air became much thicker, and all the hairs on Shen Luo's body stood up, and a sense of panic suddenly rose in his heart.

That feeling was like being stared at by a poisonous snake. No matter where he went, he felt like he was seen through.

Shen Luo took a deep breath, stepped back a few steps with a serious expression, and suddenly turned around and ran towards the depths of the fog again.

However, this time, before he ran a few steps, his feet were tripped by something and he fell to the ground with a "thump".

Before Shen Luo could react, he felt a chill on his neck, and two dark handprints appeared silently on it, and the ten fingers quickly contracted and tightened.